What Word Means More Than Love นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“He can see how I feel whenever I smile looking at him and I can see how much he loves me and cares for me in those gray orbs when he gazes at me with sheer softness in them, through his actions” She blinked her eyes to push back the tears which were threatening to fall out of her eyes and stream down on her face. She looked at her friends who were staring at her with smiles on their own faces as she talked about her love life. “So how can these three words ‘I love you’ be more than that”. “These three words are not enough to show or express what we feel for each other deep inside. Our feelings are far beyond any word in this world, way more beautiful than anything out there. Way more sincer

“Violet talks about you often, about how innocent you are. But let me tell you something—love is for the weak, and I am not weak.” His words caught me off guard. “So you don’t love Violet?” I asked, my concern for my sister bubbling to the surface. He met my gaze, shaking his head slightly. “This world runs on power. Love makes you vulnerable, and I can’t afford that. Violet is my mate, and with her, my strength doubles. But love? I don’t even know what it means.” “But Violet loves you,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “Women express love in their own way,” he replied nonchalantly. “She’ll have everything she could ever want. The world is hers, and that should be enough.”

"Because love means nothing." The thudding of her heart reverberated in her ears, drowning out the sounds of the room as she forged ahead, her hands clammy within the confines of her gloves, her skin flushed with a mixture of nerves and fervor. "Allow me to posit that perhaps your perspective is skewed because you've never truly experienced love in its purest form. Love..." she paused, her voice hitching with emotion, "it transcends boundaries. It surpasses the confines of loyalty and devotion. It reaches depths that loyalty alone cannot fathom."

Sighing, I consider it. “L’amore hè più cà un sentimentu, hè ciò chì diventate sottu u putere è a debulezza di l’altru.” I peer at him confused. “You can’t do that. You could be calling all sorts of dirty names, and I wouldn’t have a clue.” His smile widens. “I said. Love is more than a feeling. It’s what you become under the power and weakness of the other.” “Could have said it in English would have saved you saying it twice.” His eyes roll at my words, and I laugh.

"Did you come all the way here just to lecture me?" "It's just that… You said you care about him, but have you put money where your mouth is? You don't even act like you care. All of his gifts make it irrefutable: he loves you," she replied. "Do you know just how much he's changed for you? He's not even like himself anymore."

Realizing I knew the truth, Regina dropped the act and screamed, “Who’s a cheater?! “Who do you think you are, Vanessa?! Without Jared, you’re just some roadside trash no one wants anymore!” I nodded thoughtfully, agreeing with her. “You’re right. I’m nobody. “But you two… You really are something.” I reached out and gently caressed her bump, watching her stagger backward in fear. “Do you love being the mistress that much, Regina? “You’d carry someone else’s kid, then help them chase their wife back. Is forbidden love really that addictive?”

My breathing holds in my lungs, and my world vanishes. “I love you more than that too. I love you since I learned how to love other than my family, and I didn’t realize that I love more than I’ve ever loved anyone. I was broken, too when I pushed you away, but I was so stubborn until it was already too late. I love you so much, Trinity.”

R E D A M A N C Y (English) (n.) a love returned in full; the act of loving the one who loves you; to love and to be loved. [MATURE CONTENT AHEAD: R-18] Eunae knew Stephen never liked calling the deed as sex. He had always explained to her that sex had a lot of meanings-from describing a person; an organ; or an activity, and he did not want to label what they were having with a word too broad and often used too lightly as if it was nothing, when it was too important and too intimate for him.

Someone loves you!.. you may not know, but there is always someone in secret who wishes they could take away all your pain. There's always someone who wants to be your friend. There's always someone who's willing to listen to all your burdens so you don't bear them alone. I can be that person if you want me to ❤️🖤 I will always love you.. hit me up if you feel the need to talk.. 😚😚 Now that all (not really all) is said and done..

Kwame added. “You must be high on cheap drugs, Tenison can you hear yourself?" Kwabena questioned. “Yes, I can hear myself, I think this marriage was based on lust, not love. Perhaps I saw it to be love, or lust or maybe something like that, I dunno." Kwame added. “My friend, you better sought whatever is going on in your head, rubbish," Kwabena replied. “Ad3n aa, it wasn't based on love, if you didn't love her why then did you marry her?" He inquired.